Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars outWe bring the women and the cars and the cards outLet’s have a toast, a celebration, get a glass outAnd we can do this until we pass out

Let it rain, let it pour awayWe won’t come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out

Yeah, this s**t was meant to last me 24 hours manOK

Yeah, they say hello, they say hola, and they say bonjourI’m p***ed, I never got to fly on a ConcordI been South Hampton but I’ve never been to ScunthorpeI’m f***in’ crazy with the kicks, call me Jean-Claude

I’m ’bout to be a bigger star than my mum thought‘Cause every day I got a groupie at my front doorNow I drive past the bus I used to run forWhere’s my f***ing clap, where’s my encore?

I walk alone ’cause I was born aloneI chirps her just for fun, I’ll never ever call her phoneI’ll leave her in the club, I’ll never ever walk her homeDL the f***in’ foundation, I’m the cornerstone